From The Idea Farm
- Destiny Part of Valya's impatience had left her, as she smiled at me, as if now knowing that my decision would favor her. How could I not choose the woman that fulfilled me so? I had concluded that Pru and I were very much alike. She was provocative like I yearned to be a century […]
- The case for Hera “Ahem!” Valya-Hera interrupted loudly. I had drifted far from my task at hand and hadn't even come to our meeting yet. Even as I entertained fantasies about Kirsty, Valya was about to enter the fray and raise the stakes. Pru had two kinds of parties: acquaintances and friends, and I was […]
- Intimacy I was surprised then that Aphrodite hadn't just appeared as Pru, satisfied me, and brought that episode to a swift close. Instead, she came as Keiko, and gave me three days of pleasure I should never have forgotten, except that she fell pregnant and all but disappeared for the next few months.
- The case for Athena “We're waiting,” Kristy-Athena interrupted. Continuing down that path would ensure Aphrodite as my choice. I shrugged. She knew that I had to evaluate all the options, and if she became impatient and tried to turn me into a donkey, Aphrodite's magic would protect me. If Aphrodite came to that same decision, […]
- “It's time to choose,” she said. In the nearly sixty years I had known Aphrodite, she had maintained an air of imperviousness. Distressed, though, she reminded me most of my long dead wife Esther at her most radiant. She was the only love that Aphrodite allowed me to remember, partly because of their astonishing resemblance, […]
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Little Tommy Calder’s Wide World (unfinished)
- Church: boring. CCD: boring. Rain: boring. Watched bowling on Wide World of Sports: boring. Studied: boring. Practiced: boring. I learned today: Sunday is boring.
- Normally I like Fridays, but today was a disaster.
- Billy and Hal have started calling Robert my “N*****” friend. That hurts. Mom told me that it’s really bad to call someone a n*****. If Robert’s around they won’t even talk to me. He’s actually really nice, except when someone calls him Bob or Bobby. He hates that. “My name is Robert!” he shouts. Nobody…… […]
- Tricked! I asked Billy today if he’d ever tongue-wrestled. First, he looked at me strangely and then laughed, “You mean French kissing! Of course I have!” Immediately, I doubted him, but what was worse was that yesterday, it meant that I’d kissed Rhonda, not once, but THREE times…and enjoyed it. Billy said that’s what girls…… […]
- She called it “Tongue-Wrestling.” Today was really packed, but I can’t write about all that yet. Rhonda…WOW! When we got to her house and I made my call home, we started working on Rhonda’s essay. Her parents weren’t there, and Mandy, her older sister, was supposed to be watching over us, but she was down…… […]
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